The Basement

It's, kind of dingy down here. There's very little light coming through the dirty cracked glass of the alley window. The last couple steps feel loose underfoot as you near the bottom, and you give serious thought to just going back upstairs. With dificulty, you can just make out the vague outline of the furnace, in the center, and a washer and dryer against the left wall. As you make your way across the floor to the light switch on the opposite wall you almost trip over a tumbled pile of boxes, and just barely manage to miss smashing your head into a low support beam.